Sunday, April 27, 2008

magic racket

April 27th
Madison, Wisconsin
6pm

The Klinic (all ages early show)
w/ elusive Parallelograms

11pm
The Annex
w/ elusive Parallelograms, the Bismarck, Atlatl


We played two shows in Madison, the first was a blur. We were late, but the sound guy was cool and no one cared too much that it took forever for us to get our shit together. After we got done, someone said, "that was a long set change", and I had no idea what they were talking about. It turns out we weren't the first band to play and we'd made everyone wait for almost an hour while we got there, unloaded, smoked, and sound checked. oh well, the venue (The Klinic) wouldn't even give us free water, so I didn't feel too bad about anything. The sound guy was nice though, we ended up seeing him at the end of the night as we were trying to get paid at The Annex. He was wanting to party, but we were on our way to spend the night in Milwaukee at Cory's house.

But before all that, we had another show booked. A sparsely populated show at the Annex. Four out-of-town bands on a Sunday (who books four out-of-town bands on a Sunday?). When we walked in I saw a guy at the sound board and gave him a little nod; he looked up at me, shook his head "No", and looked back down at the board. He wasn't in a good mood, turns out he was just pissed that there were four out-of-town bands, but I'm not sure why that upset him so much, he was getting paid either way, unlike the bands.

Elusive parallelograms are always a good time; we played with them in Detroit a few days later. Atlatl was pretty good too. One good thing about this show though was that we got free PBR all night and the bar tender was a nice guy.

The Bismark are a professional band, and by that I mean, while the other bands were fucking around drinking, smoking, and banging on the wall with sticks crowded around a tape recorder, they took the little door money that was made and jetted.

We coined a new phrase, "Pulling a Bismark", which means, as I'm sure you can guess, grabbing the door money and diving into a moving van on your way out of town.

After a ton of free PBR, we drove from Madison to Milwaukee to crash at Cory from elusive Parallelograms' house. Baby Birds Slept in a Pile next to a drum set. I scored a bed with two blankets, it was amazing.

The next morning in Milwaukee, we went a radio shack for a power supply for my laptop. Then we hit the post office so Allen could mail something. Then I ate possibly the best sandwich of my life...

bremen cafe
milwaukee, wisconsin

the vorgie

tomato, bell pepper, onion, mixed greens, feta, provolone, creamy red pepper pesto, vinaigrette on an italian hoagie.

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